Whatever impressions of femininity my companion might give in other
aspects, it is certain that in this comparison she was more masculine
than myself, and the light which I had given her into the workings of my
own mind--for, in view of our understanding, I had been careful to open
it to her as I had considered the various possibilities which might
affect the success of our enterprise--had aroused a wonder which she now
expressed with her usual clarity.
“It appears,” she considered, “that there is a difference between the
processes of your mind and mine. When I encounter a difficulty which
requires decision, I reflect upon it systematically and thoroughly. It
may be a long time before I arrive at any possible conclusion, but, when
I have done so, it is final. You appear to make choices, and to decide
plans, without always having recognised your reasons--if such there
be--even in your own mind, and you would be unable to explain them to
another if you wished to do so. This method appears to be the cause of
much hesitation, worry, and discord, by which your mind is drained of
its energy to no sufficient purpose, and of actions which are
contradictory or indecisive. There are even times when you appear not to
be acting either by reason, or by your own will, but to have surrendered
your personality to the body which it inhabits. This is repulsive to me,
because I cannot conceive of a reasoning spirit being reduced to a baser
servitude. Fear is good, and it would be a poor kind of body which did
not give you that warning. But your body is not content with warning, it
attempts control, and if you refuse obedience, you do so with
difficulty. I think that this arises because your mind is not sure of
itself, and your body lacks respect for its weakness. Then your physical
impulses fight among themselves for supremacy, and you have no power to
rule them. When I look into your mind I see also that it has little
knowledge, as it has little control, of the body in which it dwells, of
which the major functions are carried on quite independently of its
volition, and of the existence of which it may even be entirely
ignorant.
“In all these respects you might be considered inferior to ourselves. I
think you are so; and I recognise the admiration you feel for our larger
measure of control, both of ourselves and of the creatures that surround
us. Certainly I would not be like you. It would be as though we should
be eaten by our own dogs. But when I see how your mind endures amidst
such surroundings I am unable to despise you. I seem as one who swims
with a friendly tide, and can make no boast, though she outdistance one
who fights onward amidst contrary and contending currents. Therefore, I
think God may judge you the prize at last, though He has given you a
body that is lower than that of a sea-dog, and a mind that has no power
to control it, and that walks in circles.
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